| the corner
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| No
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| Please, just—
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| No, hold on, I’m—hold on
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| Does this make sense to you?
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| 'Cause it doesn’t make sense to me
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| Does this have weight for you?
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| 'Cause it doesn’t have weight for me
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| And I think my mind is far away
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| Sort of strange, this is
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| But I think I’ll call you anyway
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| Call collect, 'cause baby this is
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| An over-the-ocean call
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| And I thought I could make it short
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| But my brain’s all out of sorts
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| I can’t hide it
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| And I’m staring at my wall
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| And I thought that I wouldn’t cry
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| But breaking your heart breaks mine
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| I can’t hide it
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| An over-the-ocean call
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| Is how I told him
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| This isn’t working anymore
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| I needed space from you
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| But this doesn’t look like space to me, oh
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| And you hate the things I do
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| And sometimes you hate me
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| But I think my mind is far away
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| Sort of strange, this is
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| But I think I’ll call you anyway
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| Call collect, 'cause baby this is
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| An over-the-ocean call
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| And I thought I could make it short
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| But my brain’s all out of sorts
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| I can’t hide it
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| I’m staring at my wall
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| And I thought that I wouldn’t cry
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| But breaking your heart breaks mine
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| I can’t hide it
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| An over-the-ocean call
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| Is how I told him
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| This isn’t working anymore
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| I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine
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| I’ll call from over the ocean
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| This time, this time, this time
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| I’ll break your heart through the phone, I
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| I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine
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| I’ll call from over the ocean
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| This time, this time, this time
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| I’ll break your heart through the phone, I
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| I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine
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| I’ll call from over the ocean
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| This time, this time, this time
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| I’ll break your heart through the phone
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| With an over-the-ocean call
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| And I thought I could make it short
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| But my brain’s all out of sorts
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| I’m staring at my wall
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| And I thought that I wouldn’t cry
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| But breaking your heart breaks mine
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| An over-the-ocean call
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| Is how I told him
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| This isn’t working anymore
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| Let me count all the freckles
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| On your arms alone
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| Let me smooth out the wrinkles
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| In the nicest shirt you own
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| Oh to love you is sweet like a peach
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| I think your laugh is my cure
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| Oh to love you is summer in reach
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| Kiss me and tell me I’m yours
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| Andrew, I’m falling
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| Without a warning
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| Until the morning
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| Don’t let me go
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| Don’t let me go
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| Just kiss me slow, oh
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| I love you, you know |